Peter Murphy Canvas Beauty
Here stands the canvas beauty at her door Calling beneath the blockade floor See him turn bedeviled and blacked For the canvas beauty had locked him back Away from the king of hearts so pure In with temptations alluring pour Away from her his compass mass The everglade the bonny lass The actress love that he mistook A siren for his aging look The actress love that he mistook A siren love for his aging look Her stands Dorian at her need In Hedonisms shaft like look He wears the id the painter mistook And with her flame he'll burn its flesh Burn the freeze transcend the mesh Riders wings you give me back The siren for his aging look The actress love that he mistook The siren love for his aging look Here stands Dorian at her need